Chapter 342: A Thousand Miles in a Day
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And when countless such raindrops fell, the two humans who depended on each other opened their mouths. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info please search and read the most complete|new and fastest novel shouted in countless crackling sounds, allowing more water to flow into his throat. Of course, there are more tears that are confused.
The two of them just want this storm to be bigger and continue to ...... like this. And the distant shore does not think so, because an unprecedented sandstorm is rising in the desolate Gobi.
It swept through several border cities in a row, and the chaotic dust was mixed with warm rain. And on the shore of the storm, the cofferdam, which had just been stabilized, was hit hard. This was followed by another tsunami, this time with even more momentum, which could be seen even from dozens of miles away. They collapsed in black and dreary, like rows of pavilions made of the sea. It overturned right before your eyes, and then suddenly rose .......
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The coast, which had long been washed away, was now completely shattered. The moat between the two continents no longer exists, and the gates of the vast expanse are completely open to the ocean.
So, the sea of storms is roaring happily, galloping and moving forward. It was an ancient tide, and after crossing the high slope of the previous arrival, there was no turning back. On this route thousands of miles away, it is ......... to break eastward with the courage of a thousand miles in a day.
Towns have been left behind, and former landmarks have been submerged in an instant, which has turned everything upside down for the aborigines, who can no longer find their former homes and hunting grounds, and can no longer find the fields and gardens ...... once was.
The major sects can no longer be calm, let alone step by step or step by step. Countless outposts kept galloping, making this inaccessible area a lot more lively all of a sudden.
No one will ignore all this anymore, the so-called big events that happened on the mainland have become small things, and in the end, nothing is more shocking than the changes in the sea.
The urn cities of June City and July City have become trestle bridges, and the cities in the desert have been completely reduced to isolated islands. The high ground of the source of the wind has now become a seashore, which has been destroyed countless times, and now it is invaded by huge waves.
The black tornado against the sky is divided into tens of millions, and once it is launched from land, it becomes an even rarer waterspout. Some actually went against the north wind to the sea, while many more followed the waves all the way east. And around each tornado, there was a downpour of rain for miles.
In the midst of the changing color of the heavens and the earth, everything was cut off, and the cultivators had no other way but to huddle in the crumbling building and wait. Everyone was hoping that this storm would end soon, but no one knew that God was serious this time.
They have lived here for hundreds of generations, and they will never be able to find their former fields and their former lives. In the next few hundred years, perhaps a thousand years, they will abandon all ancestral ways and usher in another life.
In Fengpo, there is no need to worry about these things, because the most worrying thing is people now.
The sea came, but it landed in Huitou Town, which was still 1,800 miles away from Qinggang City. And the refugees pouring into the city have long been unable to describe thousands. This time, it's no longer just the highlanders, it's all the people of northern Siam.
What's even more ironic is that this time they are more embarrassed, and the smell on their bodies is not much better than that of the original highlanders. Displaced people are displaced people, and it is the greatest stupidity to distinguish where they come from at this time.
And Tailai Pavilion, the home of the Divine Monarch on this continent, has finally shown its foresight. Its most elite force, Iron Foot, has been stationed here for days